Looking at Smith's relieved face, Amber couldn't even speak.
Ten years. Maybe she had misunderstood this man for ten whole years.
But now, even if he realized, it might already be too late.
Joshua's appearance had brought forward Smith's plan in advance.
The gears had begun spinning, moving forward like the wheels of a tank.
The man's eyes were already filled with hatred.
Amber knew that it was impossible for him to stop Smith alone.
Hence, he gently lowered his head and sighed.
Amber quietly made up his mind and looked up at Smith.
She nodded.
"I see. Leave everything to me!"
"I won't let you down."
I won't let you die!
However, Amber hid these words in his heart and did not say anything.
...
There had been no movement for a long time. The weeds brushed against Joshua's face, hurting his cheek.